(You're so lazy)
Shawty wanna jump inside the Jeep, baby, this a SRT ride
Baby, then I'm whippin' up the street, with the F on the rims, ain't cheap, ah
Shawty, she the baddest I done seen when I open up the Vogue magazine, ah
I gotta keep this 40 on my jeans 'cause these niggas wanna see me six feet, survive
A youngin really climbed out the gutter, they don't really know about the struggle (They don't know about the struggle)
Everything a nigga got off the muscle, spent my whole damn life tryna hustle (Whole life tryna hustle)
They don't never wanna tell you 'bout the fumbles, they don't never wanna bring up the losses (No, these niggas ain't flawless)
I done really saw my dog go under, I done really saw Pabb go under (That left me heartless)
I don't know what he thinkin', really I'll kill you
Youngin grippin' his banger, drippin' in a Bentley
I'ma climb in the 'Lac, you browner than a pickle
Do this shit for Lil Saint, destined to a million
Washed my clothes in the sink, now I'm rockin' Fendi
To the Lord, I give thanks, I ran it to the ceiling
Man, I really been raised by drug dealers
My lil' youngin gon' spray, he a thug nigga
Tell that boy get his cash up
I ran it up, really fucked on an actress
On the court ballin' hard like I play for the Raptors
Livin' life on the run, man, I hope they don't capture
Better keep you a gun, if you don't, they gon' whack you
On the street where I'm from, it's a whole lot of smackers
He ran it up on the block out the trap house
You got a charge, then you told and got back out
Free all the bros, why they lettin' the rats out?
Yeah, I fuck with lil' shawty, I don't give a damn
I'ma rub on her body, then fly to the Yams
I'm in love with the beef even though I go HAM
I'ma rock that Gucci with the new Pelle Pelle
I'ma make that thing lean like a bottle of Wock'
No, you can't fuck with me 'cause I know you gon' tell
Come and put it on me, know it's wet just like aqua
She call me doctor like I went to Yale
Shawty wanna jump inside the Jeep, baby, this a SRT ride
Baby, then I'm whippin' up the street, with the F on the rims, ain't cheap, ah
Shawty, she the baddest I done seen when I open up the Vogue magazine, ah
I gotta keep this 40 on my jeans 'cause these niggas wanna see me six feet, survive
A youngin really climbed out the gutter, they don't really know about the struggle (They don't know about the struggle)
Everything a nigga got off the muscle, spent my whole damn life tryna hustle (Whole life tryna hustle)
They don't never wanna tell you 'bout the fumbles, they don't never wanna bring up the losses (No, these niggas ain't flawless)
I done really saw my dog go under, I done really saw Pabb go under (That left me heartless)
Girl, you all on my mind like a twenty-four
Yeah, I know with the words, I'm a billy goat
Why the fuck you keep lyin'? What you really on?
You can hit up my line on a new Motorola
I be livin' my life like I'm on roller coasters
Life a gamble, the dice, I be rollin' 'em over
Every day, I be prayin' that I make it older
What he smokin'? That dank, it be stank, smell the odor
Niggas know I'ma bang, I'ma go like a soldier
Shawty wan' be my main, so she bendin' it over
On the block that they claim, we be spinnin' it over
Where the fuck is my drank? I sip lean in a soda
What the fuck did he think? Put a beam on the blower
Goin' hard for the gang 'til the day that it's over
For my dog in the cage, every day, he be jocin'
Shawty, it get bloody in the streets, every day I'm clutchin' on my heat, ah
Shawty, she the one, not the three, if you wanna touch her, it's a fee, ah
Shawty got the brain I need, I think she got a PhD, ah
They gon' put the blame on me every time that it rain on me, ah
Shawty wanna jump inside the Jeep, baby, this a SRT ride
Baby, then I'm whippin' up the street, with the F on the rims, ain't cheap, ah
Shawty, she the baddest I done seen when I open up the Vogue magazine, ah
I gotta keep this 40 on my jeans 'cause these niggas wanna see me six feet, survive
A youngin really climbed out the gutter, they don't really know about the struggle (They don't know about the struggle)
Everything a nigga got off the muscle, spent my whole damn life tryna hustle (Whole life tryna hustle)
They don't never wanna tell you 'bout the fumbles, they don't never wanna bring up the losses (No, these niggas ain't flawless)
I done really saw my dog go under, I done really saw Pabb go under (That left me heartless)
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